Her Glare Was So Intense That You

Ah, My Princess. Noble Steed. How Does The Morning Find You Both?

The Problem Is That I Know The Textbook Answers To Any Question You Care To Ask.

Nobody's Death Is Impending." ..."well Technically Everyone's Death Is Impending.

...to Be Injured On This Tundra Would Lead To A Quick And Painful Death—or At The Very Least Abject Humiliation Before The Popping Flashes Of The Tourist Season's Tail End, Which Was Slightly Less Painful Than A Painful Death, But Lasted Longer.

Too Much Damned Tv. Thinks He's Sherlock Holmes." "that's Professor Moriarty," Corrected Foaly. "holmes, Moriarty, They Both Look The Same With The Flesh Scorched Off Their Skulls.